Hearts Collide

What a book! Heart's Collide is the next book in the Angel Fire series and centers around Bent, the bassist, and his physical therapist, Piper. They have a love/hate relationship that morphs into something more after Bent discovers something important about Piper. Ellie Masters has this wonderful ability to make you, the reader, feel as if you are right there along with the characters feeling everything, experiencing all the highs and lows, and taking apart in the actual story. I love her Books and can’t wait for the next Angel Fire book.


Bent is broken in body, mind, and spirit. Complications of a severe injury plague Angel Fire’s legendary bassist. He’ll never play again. Never take the stage with his bandmates. And never soak in the intoxication of the crowd. Music has abandoned him.

At least that’s what he’s told his persistent physical therapist, Piper. What kind of a name is that? Piper? The woman is petite and vivacious, a pixie with red hair and a spitfire attitude. She doesn’t know when to give up, or when to shove her perpetual positivity into the deepest, darkest hole.

He’s fired her more times than he can count. She should leave him to his misery, but the woman won’t take no for an answer. She challenges him. Pushes him. She never lets up. The fiery pixie is turning his entire world upside down, and that's pissing him off.

How does someone get rid of a perky pixie? Bent desperately needs Piper to leave him alone—especially now that the infuriating woman is invading his dreams and stirring up his darkest fantasies.

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Piper’s tiny palm fit well cupped inside Bent’s much larger hand. Her delicate fingers intertwined with his, forming a perfect match. Her grip was firm enough to let him know she was there. She didn’t try to fight him or power through a contest of who was in charge. Nor did she hang limp and lifeless in his grip, like she didn’t want to be there. Warmth surged between them, and for a moment he considered what it would be like to wrap Piper in his arms and finally taste her pouty lips.

A seabird squawked. Piper jumped and the moment dissipated on the swirl of the salty sea breeze. She tugged out of his grip and dipped her head to look away, pretty much at anything but him. He lost the moment before it had ever really begun.

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